Wham, Bam, Bring Out The Pram!!!

So, DK Kirloskarโ€™s son seems to be shooting his gun ๐Ÿ˜› quite a bit these days. If he keeps going the way he is, he soon shall be conferred with the title of Dicky Donor! ๐Ÿ˜† ๐Ÿ˜† ๐Ÿ˜†

It took just one stormy night of passion to bring Pari into this world! ๐Ÿ˜ฏ And they say making babies is a tough job! ๐Ÿ™„

When she used Arjun that last time before dumping him, Ovi thought she was OVER him. Clearly she didnโ€™t count on an OVUM getting fertilized! ๐Ÿ˜† ๐Ÿ˜† ๐Ÿ˜† ๐Ÿ˜† A real one-shot Nandu our Arjun Kirloskar is, wadya say? ๐Ÿ˜‰

Buzz is that she is due to deliver a baby soon who will grow up to be … Now, guys, brace yourselves…. a spitting image of her mother!!! ๐Ÿ˜ฎ

Imagine poor Savita! ๐Ÿ˜€ Zindagi bhar bahu peeti aayi uska lahu ๐Ÿ˜† Now thereโ€™s a humshakal great-granddaughter destined to effect her slaughter! ๐Ÿ˜€

As much as us women love Arjun Kirloskar, he’s a high risk semen…oops :razz:..specimen ๐Ÿ˜† ๐Ÿ˜† ๐Ÿ˜† Steer clear girls! You don’t want to be caught raising a miniature version of the Naagin-jaisi nanad or the Saap-jaisi saas ๐Ÿ˜ฎ and turn your life into a farce!

BELOW: From the Big ‘O’ to a Bigger ‘Oh’!!! ๐Ÿ˜†


Kaay Show Che!

A portly gentleman seated next to me in the theater wondered aloud why B-Town was consistently paying tributes only to stories of friendships between men. I was itching to say,

A happy and GAY industry we are ๐Ÿ˜‰ hence the abundance of male-bonding flicks- DCH, Rock On!, Dostana, ZMND, SOTY, Kai Po Che ๐Ÿ˜†

Anyway, the lights dimmed, the curtains rose and we froze ๐Ÿ˜† into statues, the National Anthem playing in the background and all ๐Ÿ˜€ I am feeling mighty giddy-headed today ๐Ÿ˜€

Kai Po Che…Ah! I should say Kai Show Che! ๐Ÿ˜€
Wow! The anthem really is having an effect on my choice of words, linguistic integration and all ๐Ÿ˜†

For once, I didn’t see any glossy sets, flashy Armanis, swanky wheels, more layers of facial greasepaint than those of an onion :lol:, women retiring to bed as though they have to attend the Big Fat Indian Wedding in their dreams ๐Ÿ˜† OTT overacting…

I saw you and me in Kai Po Che…simple normal people with no pretensions whatsoever, living in matchbox homes that are begging for a fresh coat of paint, surrounded by noisy gullis and dusty maidans…I truly felt at home watching Kai Po Che…pun intended ๐Ÿ˜‰

Coming to the performances, Manav/ Ishaan is the the dashing gully cricketer in KPC, so I’ll talk in the language he speaks. I was clean-bowled by his debut act. He’s like those Amol Palekar and Farook Shaikh types. Easy to dismiss off at first glance, but when they get down to doing what they’re supposed to do on screen, you’ll want to worship the ground they walk on!

CHHAKAAs performance ๐Ÿ˜› The only googly was his dialogue delivery. It was hard enough following the gibberish he spouted in Pavitra Rishta when he got mad ๐Ÿ˜€ He gets mad, A LOT, in Kai Po Che and drove me mad by forcing me to figure out what he just said ๐Ÿ˜†

Amit Sadh looks (Seedha) Sadha ๐Ÿ˜€ perfect to portray a deferring Omi. But the beguiling debutant pitches in a rocker-of-a-climax and in the end, that’s what matters.

Raj Kumar Yadav must have been the seasoned pro out of the lot. And it shows! Like Midas, whatever he has starred in has turned to gold and Kai Po Che should be no different!

‘REAL’ ….that’s the key word! Everything about KPC is just that! The director has exposed relationships as we know them to be in ‘real’ life- IMPERFECTLY PERFECT!

You’ll find glimpses of temperaments that we love and hate, ambitions we have nursed and destroyed (willingly or unwillingly), disappointments we have suffered and braved, hurt we have died of (at least it seemed like that at first) but then bounced back from, revenge that has consumed us and liberated us …there’s no doctoring and diluting of stuff in KPC to come up with that happy ending.

Kai Po Che is slice-of-life cinema at its best!

A pavitra rishta

So, I have a major problem when titles are inconsistent with the storyline. Like Talaash: The Answer Lies Within…within the Arabian sea, within Aamir’s head, (with) in his pants ;-), where???

Titles like ‘Bade Achche Lagte Hain’ work for meย  cuz Ram Kapoor is, well, Bade! With a capital B!!! ๐Ÿ˜†

Another Balaji hit, Pavitra Rishta, totally justified its title. The protagonists went through all the eyeball grabbing tricks in the book….an innocent courtship, a high-voltage marriage, a celibate judaai, a happily-ever-after kinda remarriage with the protagonists remaining true to one another despite all the temptations life threw their way.

Moral of the Story: Charitra was Pavitra hence the title was PURRRFECT!

Welcome time leap and Ekta needs to don her thinking cap for a new name. Cuz there’s a character, Arjun, who is DK’s son and a complete D_ _K!

Our testosterone-laden champ courts one of the protagonist’s daughters- Ovi, then falls hard for an “adopted” daughter- Purvi (both girls being unaware upto a certain point of being sisters), then ‘reluctantly’ marries the first and ‘happily’ impregnates her but not before defiling the other and leaving her to fend for herself and a “BIG” stomach in an alien city!!!

All the sanskaars be damned, far too many rishtas here and none pavitra in the least!

I’m okay with these TRP-garnering gimmicks. But I get mighty pissed when scriptwriters credit us viewers with far less intelligence than they ought to. I mean, Purvi has been known to sigh and recoil, blushing furiously, when Arjun accidentally brushes her arm and stuff, and just when we were convinced that her ‘aai’s’ parvarish deserves an A+, the crafty thing leaves home on the pretext of giving her sister and brother-in-law/ex-lover space only to become an ‘aai’ in some other part of the country. Aai La!!! ๐Ÿ˜ฏ

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